Thursday, August 14, 2014

Music of the Soul

The notes struck the air...
Like a Song breathing Life...
The melody drifted through the damp night...
Along dark alleys and lanes...
And across the dark sky.
Beckoning the aching soul...
The music so divine.

I raced through the dark...
The music carried me...
The rhythm in my heart.
The moon followed.
The night was closing in on me...
Like high walls of a closed room.
And the music played still...within and without.

There you were...
Such beauty and such grace.
You moved with the flow of the rhythm that you played.
Such serenity...such peace...such warmth I felt...
You played.
And the music played in me...
A melody that could trap you or could even set you free.

Like a spark trapped in darkness escapes to light a fire...
We were held captive in a moment of lyrical ecstasy and desire.
The unspoken words lay scattered on the floor...
Notes floating...weaving into one another...
Like molten stars mould together.
The melody brought your voice to me,
And I realised...Music is the language we spoke.

Clockwork

To be able to reach out. To want to know. Somewhere lost in the crowd. Alone and scared. Looking for a way to make it seem worth the whil...